Poem for her 321
Dear Readers,
The Call
Here we are on the phone
One playing a game
The other doing chores
We are talking about things
The game is cards
And details of chores
Emails are Awesome Babe
Thank you for the Encouragement
Kisses her hands
Smells her hair
Hands her a mint tea
She is Awesome
And her smiles too
And her laughter and giggles
Always and Forever
She hums and sings
When doing things
Dancing in the dew
Sitting on the porch swing
Holding hands when walking
Seeing things called sights
Art shows, house shows
Just looking about the places
Sliding fingers inside belt loops
Pulling her close
Hanging the phones up
Kissing her
Long into the years
Long into the century
Kissing her
Happy Birthday Babe,
Charles.
The Call
Here we are on the phone
One playing a game
The other doing chores
We are talking about things
The game is cards
And details of chores
Emails are Awesome Babe
Thank you for the Encouragement
Kisses her hands
Smells her hair
Hands her a mint tea
She is Awesome
And her smiles too
And her laughter and giggles
Always and Forever
She hums and sings
When doing things
Dancing in the dew
Sitting on the porch swing
Holding hands when walking
Seeing things called sights
Art shows, house shows
Just looking about the places
Sliding fingers inside belt loops
Pulling her close
Hanging the phones up
Kissing her
Long into the years
Long into the century
Kissing her
Happy Birthday Babe,
Charles.
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